lifesong
Everyone needs compassion
Love that's never failing
Let mercy fall on me
Everyone needs forgiveness
The kindness of a Saviour
The hope of nations
Saviour, He can move the mountains
My God is mighty to save
He is mighty to save
Forever author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave
So take me as you find me
All my fears and failures
Fill my life again
I give my life to follow
Everything I believe in
Now I surrender
Shine your light in
Let the whole world see
We're singing, for the glory
Of the risen King
Jesus, Shine your light in
Let the whole world see
We're singing for the glory
Of the risen king
Thursday, August 10, 2006
-6:58 pm
I have had such a productive afternoon. I finished re-working out my maths tutorial 6 and completed tutorial 7 on arithmetic and geometric progressions, at least up til challenging questions. Yay! I did not expect to finish that today. And the AP/GP tutorial is pretty manageable, hence the much-needed morale boost. My class really needs that after our maths tutor openly declared that he has given up hope on us. Anyways, I'm glad that for once I'm actually completely prepared for tomorrow's maths tutorial. Hm. Maybe it's because I decided to get more organised by actually utilising Microsoft Outlook on my computer. I realised, (thank God for Nokia PC Suite 6.81!) that I can actually synchronise my phone's organiser with Outlook on my PC so now I can update my contact list, add in appointments to my calendar and have a fun time striking off a completed task off the to-do list with a flourish. *grins*
But then again, getting organised and actually being organised consistently or following your plan are two different things. I sometimes come away from updating my organiser feeling very accomplished with all the nitty-gritties taken care of and my week well-planned out. But then I realise that though the tasks- which were taken out of my brain where they previously were, floating around mischievously and bugging me- are now written down on paper, do not by any means complete themselves. I have to still do them myself. Hence, I think I'm somewhat utterly ridiculous for feeling so resolved, very much like the hilariously comical description of Pip and Herbert in Dickens' Great Expectations, after they meticulously put down in black and white the sum of their accumulating debts, adding margins to the figures and such.
Anyways, I shall be completely random and insert the following prayer written on a card I got as a gift from Els' London trip, which I am distractedly staring at now. Oh what I'd give to write like that. The language is so lovely; beautifully old-fashioned and proper. But beyond the style itself is the abundance of meaning harboured in those aptly chosen words, which speaks of the author's devotion and desire to be heard by God. I would wish to put the words in old-style English calligraphy just like the antiquated font printed on my card. But well, though it is hardly adequate, this shall just do italicised.
A PRAYER BY JANE AUSTEN
Give us grace Almighty Father, so to pray, as to deserve to be heard, to address thee with our hearts, as with our lips. Thou art everywhere present, from thee no secret can be hid. May the knowledge of this, teach us to fix our thoughts on thee, with reverence and devotion that we pray not in vain.
May we now, and on each return of night, consider how the past day has been spent by us, what have been our prevailing thoughts, words and actions during it, and how far we can acquit ourselves of evil.
Have we thought irreverently of thee, have we disobeyed thy commandments, have we neglected any known duty, or willingly given pain to any human being? Incline us to ask our hearts these questions oh! God, to save us from deceiving ourselves by pride or vanity.
Give us a thankful sense of the blessings in which we live, of the many comforts of our lot; that we may not deserve to lose them by discontent or indifference. Hear us Almighty God, for His sake who has redeemed us, and taught us thus to pray.
Amen.
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at 7:44 pm
blah said...
I really find pleasure in the syntax so specifically chosen in old English. I tend to find myself writing in that form (without the "thou"s and such) here and there, as it could make anyone seem more learned or dignified. However, add that loveliness to a prayer and you have a calming, passionate, and whole-hearted work that I enjoyed reading. Something that triggers reflection of one's own life, and thoughts is definitely necessary when it comes to walking with God. Spiritual weakness is indeed a very real, tangible peril.
Thanks for sharing it.
P.S. Doesn't it stink that getting organized is only half the battle?
P.S.S.: If you find the time, I've relocated to http://storymode.wordpress.com. I know we blog from different arenas of interest and thought, but maybe drop a comment sometime if you want.
Take care, Michelle.
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at 12:10 am
Mich. said...
I haven't heard from you in a while and I must confess, I haven't been blog surfing much nowadays either.
But, nothing has changed. I still love the way you write. (:
Haha yes it does stink. But oh well, we are creatures who plan on paper as though that in itself will free us of the burdensome task of having to do them- if it's any comfort, as least we know that on paper, we will complete whatever we have to do. (: On paper, that is.
Sure I'll update your link. Thanks for letting me know. Will drop by soon.